Sinful Temptation : A bad boy romance

17. Escaped?

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Isabelle sat on the cold floor, Her tears long dried up, her body exhausted from crying. The room felt deadly silent, the chill in the air was intensifying the fear that had taken place in her heart. Memories of Sean's torture still alive in her head.

Then, Alexander's confession. His words lingered in her head, suffocating her, making it hard for her to breathe. Everything seemed to spin around her, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Panic gripped her, as fresh tears streamed down her face. She struggled to calm herself down, but nothing seemed to work. Her breathing became uneven, the world spinning before her eyes. She tightly shut her eyes, letting the tears flow, feeling like she was on the edge of collapse.

Suddenly, the door opened, and James entered, calling out to Isabelle "Bella, sweetie, Anna needs a new g-" His voice trailed off as he saw her state. He rushed to her side and enveloped her in his arms, concern etched on his face. Holding her close, he whispered soothing words, trying to ease her panic.

"Honey,.. Ok, Ok love, calm down, Ok, you're safe, everything's fine, my strong little girl" James murmured swertly as he rubbed her back, trying to pacify her trembling form.

He continued to comfort her, Isabelle, on the verge of losing consciousness, felt a warmth enveloping her, the icy grip of fear slowly fading away. Snuggling into the comforting embrace, she listened to the gentle words that calmed her racing heart.

Soon, her breathing returned to normal, and James gently pulled back, wiping away the tears from her face "My little princess" James said, planting a kiss on her forehead. Isabelle looked at him, quickly hugging him back, her sniffles still lingering.

"What happened, princess?" James asked, unable to resist probing further despite his reluctance. Isabelle had experienced a panic attack at home while alone, a situation that filled him with fear.

Isabelle knew James wouldn't easily let the matter rest, especially given the severity of her panic attack. The thought of Alexander's reaction only increased her anxiety.

"Tell me, what happened? And this time, I want to hear the truth" James insisted, his voice stern yet caring.

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Alexander lay in his bed, scrolling through his phone, focusing solely on Isabelle's pictures. He gazed at her captivating eyes, her petite nose, the radiant smile on her face, and her lovely figure, admiring every detail that made her perfect.

Alexander groaned, he was hard, again, shaking his head, heheaded to the bathroom, undressing himself "Fuck" he muttered, he was leaking.

In the past, he might have fucked with one of the maids in his house discreetly, keeping it hidden from his mother and Martha. However, he decided against it.

After a quick shower, he returned to bed, ready to sleep, when his phone rang. Checking the caller ID "Speak" he answered coldly

"Sir, Parker had left the madam's house, and Mrs. Grace had returned" His man informed him. Alexander acknowledged the information and instructed his man to keep an eye on Parker.

Knowing that James had arrived after he left, Alexander remained unconcerned, as he knows James parker is not a threat for him.

"Honey, when are you starting university?" Anna inquired, causing Isabelle to fall silent. They were at breakfast, and Isabelle averted her gaze, trying to dodge the question.

"Honey, I understand that Sean's death was tragic and unfair, but darling, it's destiny; no one could have prevented it. It's heartbreaking for a mother to lose her husband and son. May God give her strength" Anna expressed, her voice filled with sympathy. Isabelle held back her tears "I-I need to meet Jane to get notes from my previous classes as I'll be starting tomorrow" she said, stuttering slightly.